Newton has found a new cozy spot to hang out. Which explains why I feel his eyes boring holes through the back of my head when I'm sitting at my desk. Subliminally requesting treats and belly rubs. Sure, he looks all relaxed and he isn't looking at me now. As if he is mesmerized by the ball fringe on the lamp shade. But rest assured there are murderous thoughts racing through his cat brain at pretty much all times.
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